Ramadan O Ramadan O Ramadan
You came in my life like a balm, like a balm
The serenity is seen
The gaiety is seen
You came in the atmosphere not serene
But you made everything enlightening like a dream
People gathered for prayer
People gave charity that was rare
This made an environment too endear
When we stopped work for prayer
Every soul comes to mosque will become near
Near Godly divine path full of tears
Hafiz Muhammad Qasim
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